Day Two Hundred and Sixty Six

It took some time, but we got there eventually.

12 days.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty Five

13 days.

I feel like all the fight has gone out of me.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty Four

When you are knocked down, the hardest part is getting back up and preparing yourself for another punch to the gut.

14 days

Two Hundred and Sixty Four

I've always wondered... do policemen in training get to practice driving through a busy street (i.e. manoeuvring one's way through a crowded street as fast one can, while having one's sirens blaring out loudly)?

15 days

Day Two Hundred and Sixty Three

16 days!
Also, never ever buy a Sanyo Katana II (6650)... not that you can, seeing as this phone is near prehistoric. I was hoping to transfer some old photos from that phone to my new one. First of all, it won't even connect to my nexus S... so I had to borrow my flatmate's phone to connect to it. And when we had gone through all that kerfuffle, we soon discovered that you can only send contacts and your business card from my Sanyo Katana II via bluetooth to any other phone.

sfdlkdalkjdalkjd!!!

Who the fuck wants to send CONTACTS and your friggin BUSINESS CARD only? Helloooo photos anyone? So, eventually, we end up pxting her phone and then getting her phone to send the photo to my new phone via bluetooth.

In short... bluetooth confuses the crap out of me.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty Two

17 days!
(also... perhaps I'll be here another year?)

Also, the most random conversation with E. ever. I've never had a conversation about clothing with him... until now.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty One

Staying here for another year would be good... but I'd also feel guilty. I suppose my fate hasn't been determined yet.

Also, 18 more days!